No allies, no support, no hope

Rico Menendez didn't last long. After no more than a dozen pumps he grunted and spilled his cum into his little niece. As he flexed his abdominal muscles to squeeze out the remaining drops, still deep inside Hole's pussy, but cock slowly deflating, he sighed.

'Again, Miss, I'm really sorry. I needed that, though. Gosh, you don't even know, the gift you gave me, I will be forever grateful, it's...'

The intercom came alive again.

'Blah, blah, fucking blah, Menendez, what's next, you'll be asking to meet her parents?'

'No, I just...'

'Because you already have.'

'What?'

'Why don't you walk past that screen and take a look at your hot date?'

Hole was keeping her eyes shut tight while Uncle Rico **** her, but hearing the warden's instructions made her open them again. She hated every second of what her life has become in the past twelve hours, but she couldn't shut herself away from this. She was almost curious what his reaction was going to be.

The steps came from the right, so she turned her head that way.

An apprehensive Rico Menendez showed up, shyly walking over to her.

They locked eyes and his face changed. Bashfulness gave way to shock. His eyebrows darted upwards, his eyes wide. Shock gave way to anger. He squinted, his teeth bared, a grunt erupting from his throat, swelling to a rage-filled scream.

'Aaaarrgh, youuuu FUCKEEEEEERS!'

Rico ran over to the steel door he entered through and started smashing his fists against it and kicking it with all his strength.

'WHAT DID YOU MAKE ME DO?!'

'Calm down, Menendez, don't make me gas the room and knock you the fuck out. Jasmine is in shock, the gas could make her breathing stop. You don't want to kill her, I guess. Even though you just **** her.'

'YOU...you...' - with a final punch on the door, Rico stopped. He was breathing in and out slowly, deliberately, trying to calm himself.

'Menendez, I want you to talk to someone.'

'The fuck you want me to do that for?'

'Because he wants to talk to you and because he insists he can fix this for you.'

'You've got some cunt with a time machine in there?'

'Very funny, Menendez. Here he comes.'

John's voice came on the intercom.

'Hi, Rico.'

'Fuck you want.'

'My name is John Doe.'

Rico said nothing, just stared at the speaker with his head raised, hands clenched into fists.

'I wanted you to **** your favourite niece and I want her to be **** by the other inmates again and again until she is of no use to them because...'

Rico snapped again - 'Because what, you FUCKING FUCK?'

'Because it gets me off.'

'Oh.'

'Yep.'

'OK.'

'You on board now?'

Rico sounded much calmer, suddenly.

'Dude, I AM the board.'

'That's great to hear. I need your expertise as we do this little project. All I've ever been to is juvie, so as hard a motherfucker I like to think I am, I'm no Supermax-lifer hard. You are.'

'You know it.'

'I'm going to make sure nobody inside with you knows you are related to Hole...'

'Hole?'

'Yeah, that's her new name. Forget Jasmine. I mean, you can call her Jasmine every so often, just to remind her she had an actual life before she was turned into a cumrag for murderers, but for all intents and purposes, she's Hole now.'

'Got it. Love it.'

Hole couldn't believe what she was hearing. This betrayal hurt her soul more than the physical act of **** hurt her body moments ago. The mysterious man was some kind of warlock, or the devil himself, turning everyone against her with only a few words.

John continued - 'Nobody will know what she is to you. It could be risky. Someone might want to kill her because they want to get you back for something. I want you to tell everyone that you arranged for her to be given to all of you as a fuck toy. It will make your status skyrocket.'

'You bet it will.'

'Don't promise them reinforcements, though. For one, they'll be careless with her and **** her to **** if they think they'll get a replacement. Second, I get bored easily and might leave town at some point, and I'm sure you'll believe me when I say I'm the only one on this wretched planet who can make something like this happen.'

'What are you? Are you the Devil?'

'Hahaha, good one, but no. I just have a gift. Call it Sexual Privilege.'

'I ain't calling it nothing, cos I'm taking all the credit for this shit up in this joint!'

'Which is exactly the way I want you to play this. We got a deal?'

'Mister, you are giving me a whole lot and all you're getting out of it is the knowledge that this cunt over here will be getting **** 24/7 until she's too loose to hold a cock in her snatch. You bet you got yourself a deal! You want some toilet wine to take home with you as a thank you?'

'That's fine, Rico, I'm good.'

'It's your funeral.'

'One last thing.'

'Yeah?'

'Before you wheel her out into the hall, I want you to do one more thing to her.'

'And what is that?'

'Make her beg for your piss to drink. I don't care what you do to achieve it, as long as she genuinely begs for it. Make it happen. We're watching.'

'I will make you proud, Mr Doe!'

With that, Uncle Rico, the nicest relative Jasmine ever had, was practically gone. In his place was Menendez, the lifer with no inhibition, a murderer who wanted to hurt her, but also keep her alive.

He walked back over to her and grabbed the gag in her mouth, ready to rip it out.

He smiled at her. His smile was the exact same as John's. The smile of a psychopath holding a magnifying glass up to an anthill.

'I'm fucking bursting with ideas.' - Menendez said as he removed the cloth stuffed into her mouth.